[Askoga]: 89.Snippets.Mouth of an Elevator

Several tasty little morsels enter my gaping maw. I wait a few seconds more, then begin to close my mouth. Suddenly, I hear a shout, but I disregard it. That is, I ignore it until a hand shoots between my jaws. Reluctantly, I halt, then open my mouth wide again for a few more morsels to pass across my lip. Once they're all inside, I close my mouth again, as laboriously as ever, and lift my head.

“Ding! Ding!” I hear the chime, and halt my rise, opening my mouth once more. I every so gently spit out a few of the morsels in my mouth, and gather yet others inside. Once more, I raise my head, as high as it will go, and at the sound of the chime, I spit out all that was in my mouth. Sadly, I begin to close my jaws, my maw empty and lonely. There I wait, ever so patiently, for another call, so that I can lower my head once more.